If you asked me 12 months ago, about my interest in yoga, my answer would have been a very quick and definite ‘NO interest at all’. Why would I want to do something like that? I didn’t know much about yoga but what I did know is that it was slow, you listened to relaxing music and you didn’t wear shoes. What sort of exercise is that - no shoes!
I’m not going to sit here and say the journey has been all butterflies and rainbows, because it has not. There have been many sessions I’ve gone home and cried. But it was ok, because the tears were tears of becoming aware of my body, of who I was. They were tears of letting go, of releasing tension, pain and control.
Nobody else can fix us, we need to take action ourselves to benefit, every ones body is different and we all have our own story. Support and guidance is a wonderful gift and there's nothing wrong with incorporating other health care professionals into our health care plan, but ultimately no one knows us better than our own selves, and this from my experience takes time.